Лорд Джим

Chapter 37

           “No,”hemumbled,hanginghisheadforamoment,andthenwithsuddenearnestness,“Hewouldnotfight.Hewouldnotfight,”herepeatedtwice.Asheseemedunabletosayanythingelse,Ipushedhimasideandwentin,

           ‘Stein,tallandstooping,stoodaloneinthemiddleoftheroombetweentherowsofbutterflycases.“Ach!isityou,myfriend?”hesaidsadly,peeringthroughhisglasses.Adrabsack-coatofalpacahung,unbuttoned,downtohisknees.HehadaPanamahatonhishead,andthereweredeepfurrowsonhispalecheeks.“What’sthematternow?”Iaskednervously.“There’sTamb’Itamthere....“Comeandseethegirl.Comeandseethegirl.Sheishere,”hesaid,withahalf-heartedshowofactivity.Itriedtodetainhim,butwithgentleobstinacyhewouldtakenonoticeofmyeagerquestions.“Sheishere,sheishere,”herepeated,ingreatperturbation.“Theycameheretwodaysago.Anoldmanlikeme,astrangersehenSiecannotdomuch....Comethisway....Youngheartsareunforgiving....Icouldseehewasinutmostdistress....“Thestrengthoflifeinthem,thecruelstrengthoflife....Hemumbled,leadingmeroundthehouse;Ifollowedhim,lostindismalandangryconjectures.Atthedoorofthedrawing-roomhebarredmyway.“Helovedherverymuch,”hesaidinterrogatively,andIonlynodded,feelingsobitterlydisappointedthatIwouldnottrustmyselftospeak.“Veryfrightful,”hemurmured.“Shecan’tunderstandme.Iamonlyastrangeoldman.

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